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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: April 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Tuesday, April 7, 2015. Em pretty eyes,. First glimpse caught at the station,. Silently they beckoned t. Endrils of a plea,. Come to me", they beseeched,. Take me away from this lonesome world". Be the love I seek". But fear clasped my feet,. Chained my tongue,. And just like it never was,. The moment ceased to exist. In regret I look back and long,. I am just a mere medium,. There ...
RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: Untitled
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, April 11, 2016. Here I am looking at life from a 'foreign' angle,. As though I am a different me,. A misshapen form removed from the real,. What has become of the once spirited optimism? That fiery spark that never saw a lost cause,. Or wrong that could not be righted,. Where is that 'little boy' chasing his fairytale? April 17, 2016 at 3:03 PM. April 28, 2016 at 4:55 PM.
RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: It hurts anyway...
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, July 18, 2016. You take a swing,. Or so it appears to my troubled mind! Maybe it doesn't hit as intended,. Do I even know it's purpose? Whatever the case,. Could be a suggestion,. Thought just off the wayside,. Perhaps, sentiment only harmlessly re-echoed,. Not harbored nor accepted,. Just put out for debate in the public courts. I will never understand why,. Right or not,.
RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: Fairy-tale End
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, September 26, 2016. With you, out of sight is never out of mind. And your beauty stays ever-green in the eye of this beholder. Though I am shut out; pushed to the side and in the dark,. I let go not; cos' my love still burns bright and fills my heart as the sun adorns the sky. In the doorway I am, praying for your everyday,. For deep down inside, that angel still speaks.
RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: January 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, January 12, 2015. I have tried to eat,. But both mouth and soul are sealed. I have tried to sleep,. But the back of these eyes bulge with tears. I have tried to think,. But your fingers crawl into my head and steal all rationale. I have tried to dream,. But there is a void in it that cannot be filled. I have tried to write,. But there cannot be words where there is no muse.
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Arsenal F.C. | Random scribbles of a would-be hedonist.
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Random scribbles of a would-be hedonist. Just another WordPress.com site. I can’t help but wonder what happened to that glorious team that made me fall in love with the game…I mean they were clearly outplayed through out that ’05 final but they held their own and won! I sit here shaking my head, heart broken and aching for a win…We Gunners deserve to hold our heads high…its been too long since our trophy cabinet held something other than dust. Date : February 5, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter yo...
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45 Bags of Cement: A Day in the Life of a ‘Development Worker’ – Photo Story | thenongovproject
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The Primary Health Centre Project. The Way Forward: Updates on the Nongov Community Primary Health Centre Project. Meet Oyediran Igbagbosanmi Israel – the “First Corps Member” to ever Step into the Nongov Community →. July 5, 2012 · 12:30 pm. 45 Bags of Cement: A Day in the Life of a ‘Development Worker’ – Photo Story. At a Cement Store in Katsina-Ala Local Government Area. The Way Forward: Updates on the Nongov Community Primary Health Centre Project. 8 responses to “. July 5, 2012 at 6:24 pm. My brothe...
Sex and chocolate. | Random scribbles of a would-be hedonist.
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Random scribbles of a would-be hedonist. Just another WordPress.com site. Cue lonely girl with no date…after sobbing for hours and feeling sorry for herself.she has an idea. “They say eating chocolate is just like sex.releases the same endorphins and everything.” She said. 20 chocolate bars and a bad tummy ache later…. What a load of poppycock! She moaned while lying in d fetal position.No orgasm.no feeling of euphoria.no clenching the sheets.nothing! Moral of the story? Laquo; Under the bridge. Send to ...
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Poetry Cafe
Thursday, July 1, 2010. TIME OF SEASON I AM IN. WHO DESERVES OUR INHERITANCE? STRETCH FORTH TO PRESUME. HASTE, JIGGERED STEPS. IN THIS PRESENT IT CAN SET FREE VISION OF OWN HEART. REMEMBRANCE OF CRIMSON BLOOD. Monday, June 28, 2010. FRUIT BRANCHES OF FORGIVENESS. SHADOWS REFLECT THE TIME OF DAY. HAZARDOUS ARE THE MANY WHO WALK AWAY FROM WHATS NUTRITIOUSLY FIT. THIRST QUENCHED FROM OASIS. LIGHTENING COMES TO DIVIDE. SUCH BEAUTIFUL IS THE WORKS OF THE LORD. IN, ALL IT'S WHOLE AND COMPLETE. I CLING ON TO TH...
My Poetry Cafe | Poetry, Art, Music, Musings, & More… by LeeAnn
Poetry, Art, Music, Musings, and More… by LeeAnn. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. 8220;Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” By Robert Frost. September 3, 2012. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though;. He will not see me stopping here. To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer. To stop without a farmhouse near. Between the woods and frozen lake. The darkest evening of the year.
Poetry City
Poetry City Bulletin: Inactive due to working on the other blog. Sabtu, 15 Januari 2011. To Accept This Love. SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T UPDATE THIS BLOG! How come a person like me,. Fall in love with you,. When I believe that love,. In fact, I was afraid of loneliness. To have no one love me,. I tried to tell the world about it,. Day comes, night goes,. Why can't I forget about it? I don't have the appetite to eat,. And I can't properly sit. Why do love hurt so much? It makes me want to cry,. I must be a man!
RuuD'S POETRY CRIB
Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Tuesday, October 18, 2016. More than just 'shades'. There is something on your face I have never seen before,. A foreign object that shades your eyes and masks your brows. Artwork of the highest quality; finely crafted, perfect luster,. Chic, exclusive and complements your beauty with further grace. It is everything to draw bated breathes and admiring attention to you;. Not harbored...
My Poetry Diary | Bits and Peices from my Heart
Bits and Peices from my Heart. October 13, 2011. It was August 2010 when I wrote this poem. I sat down with the thought in my mind of writing a poem that captures the spirit of love. Here’s what came to me:. Eskimo kisses in the summer heat. I’ll have some more. Your love is like somersaults. Like a school kid crush,. I heart your name in the sand,. Write it on the lockers. And on the desk. Tattoo my name your name. Swinging on a love seat. As you whistle my favorite song. Another year has passed,. Septe...
Marks Poetry Blog
Friday, October 7, 2011. Child of the Mystic Mountain. As I walk down Mystic trail,. Mountain calls me unto shadow. For in the darkness light shadows break,. In these specks a smell of sulpher looms. And there upon a twisted old stump I sence it,. A magic stronger than ever I felt before. There it was before me teasing my sight ,. And driving cobwebs into my mind. Sweeping the fog from sight,. A vision appeared to me this night. Child of the Mytic Wood,. Gaurdian of Time and Space. We became one,. At Pon...
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Tuesday, July 19, 2011. You lie there with your back. Half dug in the dirt of the hospital bedsheet. They change these sheets. Almost as often as you soil them. But then, you also bleed and spit. If it was an open field. It wouldn’t have mattered. You could just lie and see where. The vultures circling above. Till you stopped seeing. Where you were going. They don’t let you see. Where you are headed. And you can’t see. The vultures waiting for you. July 19, 2011. Posted by my poetry journal. May 13, 2009.
Love Shayari and Sad Shayari
Love Shayari and Sad Shayari. Urdu Shayari, Sad Shayari, Love Shayari, Judai Shayari, Two Lines Shayari, Hindi Shayari, Ghazal Shayari SMS Shayari, Latest shayari. Chalo Hum Maan Lete Hain,. Ye Duniya Jhoot Kehti Hy,. Tumhe Hum Se Nahi Ulfat,. Chalo Hum Maan Lete Hain,. Tumhari Be”Qrari Ki,. Wajha Kuch Aur Hi Hogi,. Nigaahen Mujse Milte Hi,. Tumhare Muskrane Ka,. Sabab Kuch Aur Hi Hoga,. Jise Km”Fehm Logon Ne,. Mohabbat Naam De Daala,. Mgr Itna Bataa Do Tum,. Palat Kr Dekh K Hum Ko,. Tuesday, 3 July 2012.
